THE CHASE - Connor x OC (I Am Sequel)

Chapter 23

I climbed out of the car and Ethan waved goodbye to me. I felt my muscles loosen up. I both like and dislike him in almost every single way.

I sincerely hope that Connor is upstairs but the reality is that when he starts a case, he might very well spend the whole night at Hank's house just going through the details. Even if Hank does head off to bed, Connor will sit on the sofa, petting Sumo, and questioning the case.

Entering my apartment, I was immediately greeted by Blueberry who happily, in turn, greeted Kyle. I poured them out their dinner and took my place on the sofa, prepared to watch K-Dramas. I even poured myself a glass of wine, when my phone began to ring. I nearly dived across the sofa and picked it up. I could recognize that custom ring tone from anywhere. TWRP, of course.

"Nick Lance, God, I need you right now," I immediately said into the phone.

"Oh, talk dirty to me, Bolts," Nick chuckled.

"Nick, I need you back in Detroit right now," I said very seriously.

"Really? Why? What's wrong?" Nick answered. "It's that fucking piece of shit federal agent, isn't it?"

"I don't want to say it..."

"Ugh. Fuck him," Nick sighed.

"Sorry. Sorry, I shouldn't be bitching. You called me, and...about what?"

"I love hearing you bitch. But I called because...I go to the orphanage tomorrow...or well...today I guess? Then we're going to stay in this nice little apartment in Cairo we rented for a month before coming back. As soon as I come back, I need to see you though. I miss you like hell," Nick complained.

"I miss you too," I sighed. I felt my heart sink. I felt my eyes well up with tears, and immediately knew I needed to calm down.

"Bolts, I can hear you about to cry."

"I'm not about to cry!"

"I've known you for too long not to notice," Nick answered. I could hear him take a shaky breath.

"Sounds like you're crying too," I answered, letting the tears roll.

"Well of fucking course! God...life is too real. I mean look at us now. I'm adopting kids...and you're dealing with a weird federal agent. They're all assholes, Bolts! All of them!"

"I think you're just saying that because of that weird hook up you had with that guy in Boston," I cried, trying to laugh it off.

"I knew you were going to say that," He laughed, while still crying deeply. "You know...I haven't told my sister that I'm adopting yet?"

"You haven't?" I asked, the drama suddenly very interesting.

"Yeah. I haven't. I kind of feel like since she started sleeping with the enemy, things have changed between us. I was always here to defend Christen, but she had to be willing to give up some of those shitty parts of herself."

"And Kamski is a shitty part of herself?"

"I sound like an asshole, yeah?" He asked.

"A little," I explained honestly.

"It's alright. I'll take being an asshole in this scenario," Nick chuckled. "You know...I love you, Bolts?"

"I love you too, Nick," I smiled.

"No, but seriously. You get me. In a different kind of way than anybody else, and I love it. You know, I personally think both of our husbands are great. They understand us. They really do. They get us in y'know...that way. We get each other in...y'know...that way. I would absolutely wife you if I could...and for that matter husband Connor,"

"We would be a wonderful thrupple," I laughed.

"Connor, Charlotte, and Nick. I guess you could tell which one of us was tacked on," Nick laughed. He sighed deeply, before chuckling again. "I do love the fact that both of your badges say 'C. Anderson.' That really makes my day."

"Do you have any idea how often we mix them up?"

"Ha! That's great. I have so many headcanons about Connor and you. Do you guys eat dinner, ever? I imagine him sitting patiently drinking whiskey, while you try to enjoy all the human things you can."

"Nick...the fact that you have headcanons is ridiculous...but also incredibly you. Anyway, I'm sorry. I never eat dinner, unless I'm around humans anyway."

"Aw damn. Well...in that case, I'll keep the rest to myself. I don't want those confirmed or denied," Nick chuckled. "You know, when I was 19, you'll never guess who I was obsessed with?"

"Tell me."

"Gob Bluth from Arrested Development. I think I watched every single thing Will Arnett was in for like two years, just to be disappointed that none of them were Gob Bluth," Nick sighed.

"I've never seen Arrested Development."

"Eh. Just download the last two seasons. They kind of suck."

"Yeah, I understand," I sighed.

"You absolutely don't. It's funny though that you think you do."

"Oh c'mon. I love K-Dramas. You don't think I've ever seen a character I was far too thrilled about, then tried to watch their other content and was disappointed?" I asked.

"Well...I suppose I was thinking that you act like Connor. Connor's only obsession is with the half-dead politicians in office."

"He doesn't even like politics. He just likes C-SPAN. I don't know what it is."

"Oh. I have to go. When I get jetlagged, I can't sleep. Gavin sleeps way too much. And he's waking up right now," Nick explained.

"What time is it there?"

"Like...3am. Anyway...just make me a promise, Bolts."

"What's that?"

"No matter what happens...no matter how guilty you feel...no matter how batshit crazy the situation is. Literally, no matter the circumstance. Anything could happen. You just understand that I will believe you, and be here for you."

"Absolutely, Nick. What are you going on about, though?"

"Well...nothing, I guess. Don't you ever just get this pit in your stomach though? This feeling like something might go terribly wrong, and no one you know has any control over it? That you'll just have to suffer through it?"

"I get that feeling in my chest."

"Well, I've got that. I know I'm probably being dramatic, but I know very well that if it's about me, then I can come to you. And you should know that if it's about you, you can come to me."

"I would never forget that."

"I doubt that for some reason," Nick sighed. "Anyway...I should go. We'll have the boys today. I'll send you pictures."

"Thanks, Nick."

"No problem. I love you, Charlotte."

"I love you too, Nick."